happy birthday boo boo this is for you

babylolitazilla  asked:

Hi Skrib! Nice to see you are back. I hope you are doing well and have had a chance to de-stress! ๐Ÿ˜€ Um, my birthday was actually today, the 25th.


Here’s something I quickly did!!

Your witch oc with witch Skrib! Thank you so much for your continued kindness and love and being a following boo i am very happy that like, u know my biggest insecurity is people getting bored and ofc I can notice so many ppl no longer u know, despite following me they never show their support and so, thanks for always being around! hope you have a lovely day on ur bday <3


best of boo seungkwan ♡
happy birthday, precious boo!
thank you for always being able to show the best sides of seventeen. your vocal abilities and sheer enthusiasm are so admirable and seventeen wouldn’t be the same without you. you’re sweet, kind, funny, outgoing and so incredibly talented; thank you for sharing that with us. we love you so much ♡


happy birthday to our lovely baby, seungkwan #LovelyBOODay #부승관_쇵일축하_허염쩌
you have always shown your happy, funny, and positive side which is extremely hard to do. i’m really so proud of you for coming this far with your training and debut. thank you for your existence and your amazing voice, humor, kindness, perseverance, and effort. keep up the great work and we carats will always be by your side no matter how rough life gets. happy birthday bud! we love you!!

Happy Birthday to our Diva Seungkwan๐ŸŽ‰๐Ÿ’•


“Low Quality?! Low quality?!!!….. iM tHe BeST QuALIty!”

-Boo Seungkwan


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I like doing my scenes with you the most. Do ya? I like doing my scenes with you the most!

Happy New Year, @honeylavendertea!  🌠

happy birthday boo♡
#LovelyBOODay #부승관_쇵일축하_허염쩌


To the cutest yet more badass genius in the world <3 I’m so sorry I forgot about the timezone difference and school…ㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠ but expect a belated birthday present to come your way soon!!! (i will try my best ㅠ!!) Anyway I just wanted to wish you a wonderful day with nothing but good encounters and a successful year for you and everyone who loves you <33333

“They say that legends never die, but when they do, they turn into Gods.”

I still can’t believe it’s been a month since we lost you. 💔

You would’ve been 70 today.

Spending time with your wonderful wife, your family and friends. But instead, you’re celebrating it in another dimension.

A dimension where I know you’re not suffering anymore. 💕

Happy Birthday, to a man who changed a generation and an era of cinema.

Thank you for everything. ⚡️💖

Happy 70th Birthday, Alan Rickman. 💖

In The Sweet Summertime

Notes: This is part one of @teamfreewill-imagine‘s 20th Birthday Celebration! This fic is based on the song Night Moves by Bob Seger. Happy birthday Jamie!!!!!

Words: 453

Sam x Reader

Song lyrics are in italics

You ran one hand through your hair as it blew in the wind, driving down a lone road with all the windows open. Sam drummed his fingers on the wheel to the music playing and you smiled as he sang along. Dean’s taste in music might be a little dated, but some of his songs weren’t so bad. You took out the cassette currently playing and searched through the box for a certain one. Sam looked over at you, wondering what you were looking for.

You smiled triumphantly when you found it and grabbed it. Popping it in the slot, you made sure it was completely rewound and then pressed play. The sweet sounds of a guitar reverberated through the car and Sam laughed, recognizing the song immediately. You smiled over at him.

“I was a little too tall, could’ve used a few pounds.” Sam rolled his eyes at you as you sang. You always played this song to him whenever he was around. “Tight pants points hardly reknown.”

“She was a black haired beauty with big dark eyes,” Sam ruffled your hair as he joined in. “And points all her own sitting way up high.”

“Way up firm and high.” You pulled away, laughing, and fixed your hair, never missing a beat. “Out past the cornfields where the woods got heavy.”

“Out in the backseat of my brothers ‘67 Chevy” You laughed at the improvisation. “Workin’ on mysteries without any clues.”

“Workin’ on our night moves.” The both of you belted the lyrics now. This was your favorite part about being with Sam. You loved how completely at ease you felt around him and that you were free to be yourself. You clicked perfectly together, and times like these made everything just that much better.

In the sweet summertime

You watched Sam as he kept singing along, drumming the beat on the wheel. His brown hair blew in the wind across his face and his hazel eyes shone in the afternoon sun. He turned so that his gaze landed on yours, and he stopped singing. He smiled and took your hand, lacing your fingers together.

Sweet summertime, summertime

How did you ever get so lucky?

“I woke last night to the sound of thunder,” he sang to you now. “How far off I sat and wondered.”

You leaned into his side, closing your eyes. Sam’s voice became soft. “Started humming a song from 1962. Ain’t it funny how the night moves,”

You joined in. “When you just don’t seem to have as much to lose.”

“Strange how the night moves.” Sam kept driving down the empty road, holding you close to him. You could stay like this forever.

With autumn closing in.